Days Transcript Thursday 11/29/01



Days of Our Lives Transcript Thursday 11/29/01

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Brandon: There. Feel good?

Jennifer: Yeah, you were right. This is exactly what I needed. (something garbled here) And see your beautiful smile.

Greta: Aah! Keep your head down. I must have your body aligned at all times.

Jack: Whatever you say, Princess.

Jack: Oh... It's been such a long time since a woman's touched me like this. In fact, I don't remember ever being touched like this.

Greta: Jack, I think it's time that you, uh, you turn over now. I, uh, I have a surprise for you.

[Mariachi music playing]

John: Well, you know what they say -- if I don't make a fool out of myself, someone's gonna, so have I succeeded?

Marlena: I mean, if you cannot do that in front of your own wife, where can you, honey?

John: Wrong answer. You're supposed to protect me by saying I am a magnŪfico dancer! See? See, watch this!

Hope: Do you think we should check on Shawn, give him a call?

Bo: Definitely not. This is our night out. We're not going to worry. We're going to have fun.

Hope: Fun, right. Fun.

Bo: Think you can handle that?

Hope: Absolutely.

Bo: Okay.

Marlena: Honey --

John: No. No, no, no. Don't stop me now. I'm just getting warmed up here..

Marlena: I'd be more comfortable if I knew that Belle --

John: If Belle needs us, she's going to call you on your cell phone. Let's just assume that she and Shawn are having a great time, just like her old man. Come on, baby, come on!

Belle: Kissing you is so amazing. I can't imagine what --

Shawn-D: Yeah. Me too.

Shawn-D: So, uh, you warm enough now?

Belle: Yeah, actually, I'm kind of getting hot.

[Mariachi music playing]

[Music ends]

marlena: Honey?

John: Yeah.

Marlena: We'd better get on home. It's about a half-hour from Belle's curfew.

Bo: Shawn is a very responsible young man. If he was told to bring Belle home at a certain time, she'll be there.

Maggie: Shawn is not only responsible, but he has got the biggest, sweetest heart. When he brought that ruby to Alice, oh, she was so happy. I mean, Shawn and Belle -- are they adorable together or what?

Mickey: Mom thinks that they're another Bo and Hope. Salem's next storybook couple.

John: You know, I, uh, happen to think that Doc and I might have a chapter in that storybook. I mean, after all, what are we, chopped Chimichangas?

Mickey: Hey, hey, now hold on a minute. When it comes to a matchless marriage, you guys are going to have to step to the rear, because Maggie and I, weave really kind of broken the mold.

Maggie: Broken it? I think we cast it.

Hope: But when it comes to marriage ceremonies, Brady here and I definitely have it all tied up.

["Wedding march" playing]

Bo: I remember exactly how I felt the first time we exchanged our vows, and I can swear that no man ever had or ever would love a woman as much as I loved you. We exchanged our vows and set off on a pretty incredible adventure. We had a son, our first-born, and then hit some pretty tough circumstances, not because of our son, but because of fate. We went down a very winding, bumpy, rough road, and there were times that we lost our way. But the important thing is, we always found our way back to each other -- back to a life of love, friendship, and family.

Maggie: From royal splendor to removing ketchup stains.

Hope: Oh, that is something Iíd rather not remember.

Maggie: You and me both.

Marlena: Then there was our wedding. The most magical day of my life.

John: This gold ring is a symbol of my love and fidelity to you. It's made from a precious metal in the shape of a circle which has no beginning and no end. And so is my love for you. It is precious and never-ending. As this ring encircles your finger, never forget that your love encircles my heart.

Maggie: You never looked more beautiful, Marlena. And then to be whisked off to that fabulous Hawaiian honeymoon. Oh, it was such radise... Of course, until John went off missing.

Whenever I'm with him

something inside

starts to burning

and Iím filled with desire

could it be a devil in me

or is this the way

love's supposed to be?

It's like a heat wave

burnin' in my heart

I can't keep from cryin'

you're tearin' me apart

whenever he calls my name

soft, low, sweet, and plain

I feel right there

I feel that burnin' flame

has high blood pressure

got a hold on me

or is this the way

love's supposed to be?

It's like a heat wave

burnin' in my heart

I can't keep from cryin'

it's tearin' me apart

ooh, ooh, ooh

heat wave

ooh, ooh, ooh


heat wave

sometimes I stare in space

tears all over my face

I can't explain it

don't understand it

I ain't never felt

like this before

now, that funny feeling

has me amazed

don't know what to do

Marlena: Oh, God, please! Please, God!

Marlena: That was when I knew God answered my prayers. And I swore I would never be separated from you again.

Bo: I feel the same way about my Fancy Face.

Mickey: All this talk of love's got me all misty-eyed, remembering that first time I saw this heavenly creature.

Maggie: Mm. We're like, um, good wine. We just get better.

Mickey: Bumps along the way make us stronger.

Belle: Shawn...

Shawn-D: Yeah?

Belle: Remember what we said.

Shawn-D: About what?

Belle: About tonight.

Shawn-D: Oh, right.

Belle: We said that we wouldnít. We can't, and we won't.

Shawn-D: Yeah.

Belle: Oh, look, there's Venus.

Shawn-D: How'd you know that?

Belle: From Kevin. When we were in Puerto Rico, he gave us these mini-lectures about the constellations, and he said that Venus is called the morning star because it's the brightest star in the early morning.

Shawn-D: Well, I'm afraid that Salem's resident know-it-all is incorrect, you see, because Venus is the goddess of love, and she's right here in my arms, and she's brighter than any morning star.

Belle: Shawn, that is so sweet. I never thought a guy would say something like that to me.

Shawn-D: Well, I meant it. Belle, you are my goddess of love.

Brandon: You know, I... I think you still have a few kinks to work out.

Jennifer: Do I?

Brandon: Yeah.

Jennifer: Okay.

Brandon: There's another one. Just take a deep breath, and let it out slowly.

Jennifer: Okay.

Brandon: Yeah.

Jennifer: Ow. That hurts. But it's good. It's, uh, it's a good hurt. It makes me feel more relaxed, you know, less -- less inhibited... Which, uh, almost makes me afraid to open my mouth.

Brandon: Why? Because you might actually say what's on your mind?

Jennifer: That's very dangerous.

Brandon: You're safe with me. Talk. I'd love to hear what it is. Whatever it is.

Jennifer: Okay. Okay. Okay, here goes. Brandon, it just suddenly flashed in my mind that I don't even know where the last 10 years of my life have gone. Okay? And now here I am in this incredible place. I'm in your place. I haven't been in a man's apartment in I don't know how long, and I don't even know if I should be saying all this to you, but like I said, I feel -- I feel good. I feel relaxed, I feel free and open. And, uh, I know I've only been out with you two times, but there's this voice in the back of my head, and it keeps saying, "Jennifer, don't do this. Don't do this, Jennifer." And I guess because I thought this part of my life was over. You know? I mean, I have -- I have this little girl that I love, that I love more than life, and she has these dreams that her mommy and daddy are going to get married again. And -- and I don't know if that's really in the stars, you know, and I just keep biding my time, not knowing what's going to happen, and --

Brandon: Biding your time? Well, it doesn't sound like much fun.

Jennifer: No, it isnít. And I don't know if it's something that you said, or if it's that muscle you just relaxed in my neck, but I just realized that you are a great guy, Brandon Walker. And the very last thing that I want to do is play games with you.

Jack: A surprise for me? Oy. Oy... I-I think I just pulled something in my, uh... Oh, uh, I think before I see your surprise, Greta, could you just rub my neck a little? Uh-huh, uh-huh. Oh... Oh, yeah, all right. That's it. Oh, you have magic fingers, Princess, truly you do. Oh... You could make a lot of money doing this. I would manage the business -- we could make a bundle. With my head for figures and your talented hands, we'll be on easy street. Oh, I know. We could name the company massage by the fabulous and extraordinary --

Greta: Harold.

Jack: Huh?

Brandon: I never thought you were the type of person that would play games, Jennifer.

Jennifer: That's good, because I'm not. But I wanted to make sure that you knew that. See, I want all my relationships to be aboveboard.

Brandon: I'm sure they will be. You strike me as a person with great integrity, a woman of her word.

Jennifer: Well, thank you. That means a lot to me that you see me that way. I mean -- you know what I mean.

Brandon: And here I thought you were feeling open and uninhibited.

Jennifer: I know. I was. I-I was, but I-I'm not anymore. But better than before, don't you think? I mean -- you know what, Brandon? Can you just not say anything that requires a response, so that I can just be quiet and stop making absolutely no sense?

Brandon: You're making a lot of sense. And so what if you're a little nervous? Dating can be a nerve-racking thing.

Jennifer: Not for you -- Mr. Cool.

Brandon: Now hold it. Okay. I am not as cool as you may think. I mean, I may not show it as much as certain people, but I have my moments.

Jennifer: Name one.

Brandon: Tonight. When I rang your doorbell and then when I first saw you, my hands got all clammy, my heart started to pound.

Jennifer: No, it didn't. It did not.

Brandon: Didn't you see the little beads of sweat on my forehead?

Jennifer: No, I missed those.

Brandon: Seriously, I was feeling anxious, you know, even a little insecure.

Jennifer: Why?

Brandon: Well, this girl I know -- she works at the hospital -- she said that, um, I wasn't good enough for you.

Jennifer: What? First of all, she never should have said that, and for another thing, she is dead wrong. I am honored to be going out with a guy like you.

Jack: Harold -- Harold!

Harold: Oui, Jacques, your fabulous and extraordinary masseur -- c'est moi.

Jack: That was you? And you were -- wha-- how did you -- this was all your idea, wasn't it?

Greta: Yes, because I knew that if Harold --

Jack: Are you out of your regal mind? What were you thinking? I know what you were thinking. You don't have to tell me. You were wrong, wrong, wronger than you've ever been, wronger than anyone's ever been.

Greta: Jack, if you would just let me explain --

Jack: I thought that you were a woman of taste -- plying me with liquor, special vitamins -- my foot! I was high as a kite! In fact, Iím still feeling a little pixilated, which explains why I couldn't tell your hands from his hands, or his hands from your hands --

Harold: They were my hands the whole time.

Jack: Oh, don't tell me. I don't want to know!

Harold: Face it. You were very in to having my hands on your body. And that's a good and positive sign.

Jack: Good positive?

Harold: It means that some part of you is actually accepting your attraction to me. So now when we go out on a date --

Jack: Date? No, no, no, no. There will be no date.

Greta: Jack, listen, if you would just let me get a few words in here.

Jack: The only words I want to hear from you are "no, no, never again, no more, not how, not ever." You can leave now, Harold. I made a foolish mistake, and I'm sorry, because Harold is a person, too. I know that, Harold. And just because I don't want your hands all over me doesn't mean I don't think you're a decent human being who doesn't deserve this.

Greta: Fine, Jack. You made your point. The last thing I ever want to do is hurt Harold or you. And arranging this thing behind your back -- okay, fine, it was a mistake.

Jack: It was a complete and total violation! And whatever you two had planned is never, never going to happen!

Greta: Don't say that! Stop living in denial, Jack!

Harold: She's right, Jack. It's time for you to be the man we all know you are, to stand up and say, "I'm gay, and I'm proud." It's time to come out of the closet and be who you really are. Jackie D. -- The man of my dreams.

Mickey: You see, I think the old Irish poet said it the best. He said, "once you have found her, never let her go."

Maggie: Mickey! Irish poet? That was Rossano Brazzi saying it to Mitzi Gaynor in "South Pacific."

Mickey: Well, I mean, all those lads are Irish at heart, right? What can I say, you know?

Maggie: Simply put, once you find the right person, you just know it, even if it just takes him a little while to figure it out.

Marlena: So, how long did it take you to figure it out, Mr. Black?

John: Actually, I knew it from the first moment I saw you.

Marlena: Oh. Well, there. My husband is an exception.

John: And, as time goes on, I'm even more sure that you are my whole life. You make it all worth living. And this love is forever.

Mickey: Mm-hmm.

Belle: This was a great decision, coming up here.

Belle: I never want this to end. I think we should stay up here all night and watch the sun come up. It's after midnight. I was supposed to be home by now. My mom is going to kill me!

We will return for the second half of "Days of Our Lives" in just a moment.

Mickey: Well, if you will excuse me.

Marlena: Well... Belle isn't home. She's got her cell phone turned off. You heard me. I was very clear. Curfew was midnight -- no later.

John: Let's not go crazy now, sweetheart. Come on. Oh, I mean -- what I mean was, come on, it's only one minute after 12:00. Look.

Marlena: No, it's 5 after 12:00.

John: Phone's fast.

Hope: Are the kids running late?

Marlena: Belle's curfew was midnight.

Bo: Don't worry. The movie probably started late, they ran into traffic, something. It's Saturday night.

Hope: I'm sure Bo's right.

Marlena: I suppose. I'd still like to hear her voice, though.

Hope: Still, Marlena, your daughter with our son -- she couldn't be in better hands.

Shawn-D: The machine?

Belle: Hi, mom. It's me. I'm sorry I'm late. I'll be home soon, okay? Bye.

[Hangs up cellular phone]

Belle: Why is she not answering the phone? Okay, I'm going to try her cell phone. Maybe she's out looking for us, Shawn.

[Cellular phone rings]


Marlena: Sorry. Excuse me.


Marlena: Let me guess.

Belle: I'm so sorry, Mom. I know it's after midnight, but Shawn and I are, like, two minutes from the house and we just kind of lost track of time.

Marlena: Well, first of all, if he's driving over the speed limit, tell him to slow down.

Belle: My mom said to slow down. So you're not incredibly mad at me?

Marlena: Just take your time and get home safely.

Hope: Tell them to come join us.

Bo: Hey, that's a great idea.

John: Yeah, why not? We'll make it a family celebration, right?

Marlena: Oh. Honey, why don't you and Shawn join us at Tuscany, all right? We're having a little impromptu party here with Bo and Hope and we'd like to see you here.

Belle: That sounds great. We're actually down the street from the restaurant, so we'll see you soon.

[Hangs up cellular phone]

Shawn-D: What's up?

Belle: Actually, my mom was really cool. She's with my dad and your parents at Tuscany and they want us to come by.

Shawn-D: Won't that be weird since we're on a date and having our parents around?

Belle: Who cares? At least we get to spend more time with each other.

Shawn-D: That's a very good point.

Jack: I am not coming out of the closet.

Jack: That was the closet. I'm now going to the bedroom, where I shall dress and compose myself and get as far as possible from you two poor misguided souls.

Greta: See? I told you it was a mistake.

Harold: Are you kidding? It was the best thing that could have happened. He loved the massage.

Greta: Yes, because he thought it was my hands on him, not yours, Harold..

Harold: Well, that -- that's true, but --

Greta: Face it. Face it. It was a big flop. Not only did I make him angry, I hurt you. I set you up for a big rejection.

Harold: Oh, honey, I'm used to it. Oh, besides, it does my ego good to know you thought Jack and I could be a couple. He's smart and funny. I only hope he does find love and happiness someday.

Greta: Yeah, well, so do I. You're an amazing person, Harold.

Hold: Hey, I've got my friends, my career, and as far as tonight goes, it may not have worked out the way we hoped, but it was pretty funny.

Greta: Yeah, in a way.

Harold: Trust me. We'll be dining out on this for years. Ha ha ha ha.

Greta: You're probably right. Thank you for being such an amazing sport.

Harold: Hey, that's me -- Harold the amazing sport. And now I'm going to leave you to sort things out with your friend.

Greta: Well, thank you.

Harold: But a word of advice, Princess --

Greta: I know. I know. I know. I know.

Harold: Are you sure?

Greta: Yes, you've said it before -- do not fall in love with a gay man.

Harold: I don't want to see that sweet heart broken.

Jack: Oh, oh, Jennifer, if you only knew the lengths I've gone, or almost gone, to get you back.

Jennifer: Brandon, I want you to know that I am really proud to be going out with a guy like you. Now, I know that I have cut our dates short a few times, like at the Brady Pub, all right? But that was about me, not you. I want you to believe that.

Brandon: I do. It's just...You know how it is when someone puts an idea in your mind.

Jennifer: Brandon, how could think that you are not good enough for anyone?

Brandon: Well, I am from the wrong side of the tracks.

Jennifer: Oh, come on. You know, I hate that expression.

Brandon: I suppose I didn't think that would bother you, but... I thought that when you read about my father being killed, got all the details of his rap sheet, his time in prison, the things he'd done, I did say to myself, "it's only a matter of time before Jennifer Horton decides that Brandon Walker is not suitable boyfriend material." I-I don't know what made me tell you that. I usually don't open up this much to...Anyone.

Brandon: Have I just destroyed my image?

Jennifer: No. No, you've enhanced it, but the worst part is your shoulders are looking worse than mine did a little while ago, so now it's your turn. I am not the problem now. You need to sit and relax. There. How's that?

Brandon: Feels...Great. Just what I needed.

Mickey: Hey, here we go. Everybody, check out this cake. Whoo. Whoo. Look at that.

John: Hey, all right.

Mickey: Pretty good, huh?

Shawn-D: Whose birthday is --

Maggie: Oh, we don't need a birthday to celebrate. We're all here. We're happy and healthy. That's all the more reason to celebrate. Look, I bought this place to bring family and friends together, and that's what we're doing. So, everybody, let's make a wish. 1, 2, 3! Ha ha ha.

Mickey: Oh.

Shawn-D: I'm glad we came. It's good way to end our date.

Belle: Yeah. I'll be right back, okay?

Shawn-D: Okay.

Marlena: Oh, Maggie, that's lovely. It's a very nice idea. Hey, sweetie.

Belle: Hey, Mom, do you mind if I talk to you alone?

Marlena: No, not at all. Not at all.

Bo: Hey, son.

Shawn-D: Yes?

Bo: Sit down. I got to talk to you.

Shawn-D: Oh, jeez.

Bo: So you and Belle have a good time?

Shawn-D: Yeah, we had a great time.

John: So then why were you late, Shawn? You knew she had a curfew, didn't you?

Shawn-D: Hey, Iím sorry, you know, we just forgot about the time. We just got carried away. We were having a good time hanging out. The -- you know, just us, you know, we were together and -- just the two of us.

John: Just out -- just the two of you? Yeah, right.

Shawn-D: No, really, I mean, it's fine. Nothing happened. We -- we were just on a regular...Date.

Bo: So you borrowed my truck for a late-night fishing trip, is that it?

Hope: Hmm? Ha ha. I can't. Honey, we're pulling your leg.

John: Ha ha.

Hope: I couldn't go on with it.

Shawn-D: All right, okay. Yeah, I-I knew it all along.

Bo: Aw, sure you did. Don't worry. We trust you. I don't know why, but we do.

Shawn-D: Well, I'm glad, because Belle was worried that her mom was really mad at her.

Marlena: All righty, what's on your mind?

Belle: Mom, there's something really important that I need to talk to you about.

Bo: Don't worry. We're just pulling your leg.

Shawn-D: Oh, I know, but the way I'm feeling right now, nothing could bring me down.

Bo: Mm. The date went that well, did it?

Shawn-D: The date went, uh, perfect, actually.

Bo: Wow, it seems like it was just yesterday you and Belle were 6 years old, fighting over a shovel and a sandbox.

Shawn-D: Yeah, well, we're not 6 anymore.

Bo: I know, I know, and I'm wondering where the time went.

Belle: Mom, I know I haven't exactly been easy to get along with lately, and that we've been arguing a lot about stuff.

Marlena: Stuff?

Belle: Sex. Anyway, I just want to be honest with you and tell you exactly what's going on.

Jennifer: Oh, Brandon, you -- you have got problems. There are knots all over your shoulders. This is where you're holding in all of your tension. I'm telling you.

Brandon: Look, I'm not trying to brag or anything, but I think those are muscles.

Jennifer: What? Are you serious? I mean... I'm sorry. I-I should have known that.

Brandon: Don't stop. Don't stop. You're doing great.

Jennifer: Okay, um, it's just I... I've never really, um, felt... Nothing. I guess there's a first time for everything, right?

Greta: Jack...

Jack: As Jay Leno would say, what were you thinking?

Greta: I thought I was helping, but I, uh, I guess I made things worse.

Jack: You betrayed my confidence. I thought I could trust you, Princess.

Greta: Well, on a positive note, I mean, Harold doesn't live here in Salem, so you don't know any of the same people.

Jack: Wonderful. I feel so much better.

Greta: Jack, I'm so sorry. Can you ever forgive me? Can we ever be friends again?

Jack: Only if you promise that you'll never do this again.

Greta: I promise. You know what they say -- different strokes for different folks. Harold -- he was just a bad match, but you know what, Jack? I met this guy at .Com and I know he's your type.

Jack: Hold it right there. The deal is you won't fix me up with another guy ever again -- gay, straight, or sexually ambiguous, got it?

Greta: Got it.

Jack: Just forget about my being gay. All I want is my wife and family back. That's all you need to know. Now we got to find out what happened on Jennifer's date. I'm sure she wasn't being massaged by some pumped-up guy. No, she's got far too much class for that.

Brandon: I am going to sleep like a baby tonight.

Jennifer: Oh, my God. Um, you know what? Speaking of baby, I-I need to -- I need to get home to my baby right now.

Brandon: Was it something I said?

Jennifer: No, no, it just, uh, no, I know you want me to stay and work out the rest of those knots, I know.

Brandon: Well, you can't blame a guy for trying.

Jennifer: I really need to go.

Brandon: Okay, okay... But, you know, I am going to take the back streets so you and I get to spend a little more time together.

Jennifer: Deal. And who knows? Maybe, um, maybe, uh, we'll get around to seeing "a man and a woman" -- that movie -- someday.

Brandon: Soon, I hope.

Shawn-D: You know, I wouldn't really worry about it, dad. I don't think I'm going to be running off anytime soon and getting married, but, you know, if I did, how about this? I'll just ask the girl if she wants to move in with us, you know? All live together in the house or Iíll take the boat 'cause us Bradyís stick together, right?

Bo: You're right. Bradyís stick together.

Belle: Mom, I don't like keeping secrets from you, and I want to be open and honest about everything.

Marlena: I'd like that.

Belle: But maybe this is a conversation we should be having at home in private?

Marlena: Whenever you want to have it, I'll be there for you. You know that.

Belle: I do, and I love you.

Marlena: I love you, too, sweet girl.

Maggie: Ah, look at those two. They sure do remind me of their parents.

Mickey: Well, I hope they'll all be as happy as we are, but then...Who knows what the future brings?

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